chapter 3

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I wanted to go to the course everyday because I wanted to see him, speak with him.

I was writing messages to him but... No replying...  I was very annoyed with it, I know he reads but he doesn't reply, why?  In one period of time he didn't use phone and I wanted write letter for him. And I wrote:

Dear my teacher.
I know you don't like me but however I like (as a your student of course) and I really respect you! You are the best teacher for me! You may be upset from me because I shouldn't write this letter for you but you should know that how I feel or think about you. I don't want to hear the gossiping about you, I can't stand for it, can you tell me why people tease at you and they are being nice in front of you? I don't like this kind of people, please if you don't like me tell me because if you don't like I shouldn't hope. Please 😫🙏🙏💓 tell me!!!!!

I was going to give it and I called him...

He was coming... His brown eyes, black hear, oh my God, he is really handsome, his voice melt my heart💜❤

Him: hey guy! What's up? Why did you call me?

Me:  hey teacher! How are you? I made examples for our topic why not you check them? Please?

Him: 👌okay I will,

I gave my notebook which I wrote letter. Ahh he was going to read now, I was really afraid, and I walked as fast as I could and I hit my leg to the door, when I looked him... He was still looking at me and he was surprised by me.

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